Another day of quiet roads. I stayed up the night before watching as Australia ditched Scomo and his pig headed, misogynistic henchmen – so happy. So a quiet day was in order.
It was getting cool when I arrived in town and went straight to the campground. It was temporarily closed for some reason – I assume Covid. The only other alternative was the Irish pub up the road. Great outcome. The place had a restaurant and a fire and the next morning, it was still only 3 degrees at 9am. A good time not to be camping.